[COD] Newbie's Rise to Power

You cleared your throat and then nodded in agreement.

Seeing that you agreed, Blizzard then suggested adding Rowe.

“Love sings very well and can help us.”

She gave a reasonable reason, but in reality, she just didn't want to be a third wheel.

Since that's the case, then she should bring her boyfriend over too, so that you can each be a third wheel for each other, and then there won't be any third wheels!

You nodded again: "Indeed, it's better to have professional guidance. Then we need to choose a song for a duet..."

After another round of discussion, you finally chose a song, a Chinese song.

Because you and Wang Zhiqiang are Chinese, and Blizzard has recently become very interested in Chinese songs due to Chinese films and television dramas.

Since Blizzard's opinion was also Rowe's opinion, it passed unanimously.

After you finished eating, you ran into Nicoto on your way back to the dormitory.

You greeted him with a smile and then prepared to continue on your way.

Wang Zhiqiang is still here, so you dare not linger, for fear that the two of them will discover something.

However, it's obvious that you won't be able to dodge it so easily.

“yn”.

Nicol's deep, resonant voice suddenly rang out as you passed him.

You paused, and then, under the curious gazes of Blizzard and the scrutinizing eyes of Wang Zhiqiang, you tried to put on a relaxed smile.

"Blizzard, Vita, Zimo, you guys go first."

Blizzard, pulling Vita along, said goodbye and jogged away.

Wang Zhiqiang, however, silently watched you, showing no intention of leaving.

Nicoto did not back down, but stood silently behind you.

Although they didn't say anything, the two seemed to have communicated in silence.

They are all silently waiting for your choice.

Sensing the tense atmosphere, you gritted your teeth, looked at Wang Zhiqiang, and said to him:

"Brother, don't do this, I need my social space."

Wang Zhiqiang frowned slightly, but in the end, he nodded in agreement with you.

"Let's finish this as soon as possible."

He left those words behind before turning and departing.

You glanced at Nicoto, who silently followed behind you to a secluded corner.

As soon as you stood still, a tall figure came close behind you and hugged you from behind.

"Angel, I miss you."

ch.221: Standoff Tactics

You gently pat his arm, soothing him:

"I ran into some things as soon as I got back, which is why I didn't contact you."

Above your head, Nicole's blue eyes, hidden in the shadows of the corner, are as deep as the ocean.

[Nicto, she smells like someone else! I can smell it!]

[Who! I'm going to kill him! Was it that Zi Mo from just now!]

[Calm down, do you want Angel to hate us?]

Nikto's deep voice carried a hint of probing.

"What's the problem? Do you need me?"

You sensed his probing, but instead of responding directly, you simply shook your head.

"The base is preparing for the Christmas celebration soon, and I'll be rehearsing for the performance, so I might be quite busy."

The arms that were holding you suddenly tightened, as if trying to catch a butterfly about to fly away.

"Do you regret it?"

[Did she find someone she likes better, so she wants to abandon us?]

[Don't even think about it! Since she chose us, she'll stay with us even if it means death!]

[Shut up! Don't scare her before you're sure.]

His words lacked a clear beginning and end, yet you understood what he meant.

They ask if you regret developing a close relationship with him and want to escape.

Sensing his tension, you quickly reassure him:

“Nikto, don’t overthink it. I really have something to do. I can show you the information about our base group.”

As you speak, you take out your phone and bring up the base's announcement information.

"Here, see for yourself."

You raise your phone.

Sure enough, the arms that were holding you down gradually loosened their grip.

You turn around, raise your arms to wrap around his neck, and look up to meet his gaze.

"Stop thinking about negative things, okay?"

Nicol looked down at you, gently putting his arm around your waist, drawing you closer to him.

"Angel, don't abandon us..."

His parents abandoned him, leaving him alone with his maternal grandmother. Later, they had another child and forgot about him.

His grandmother abandoned him, saying she would watch him get married and have children, but she suddenly died in the cold winter.

The organization abandoned him, and after his appearance was disfigured, his mental state became abnormal, and he was unable to perform his duties normally, he was transferred to a new and unfamiliar unit.

The things he cares about always seem to leave him in ways he can't resist.

He didn't want to...

You will also 'abandon' them.

He whispered, as if calmly recounting a story, yet also as if making a plea.

Your right hand slowly moved down and pressed against his chest, his strong heartbeat right beneath your palm.

Despite his tall and strong stature, he once again revealed a hint of vulnerability in you.

But you can't make promises lightly.

So you're just trying to comfort him.

“Nicto, you shouldn’t have such worries. Instead of expecting unrealistic promises from others, you should strive for them yourself.”

After a few seconds of silence, Nicole suddenly raised her hand and gently touched your cheek.

"Okay, we understand."

In the next few days, in addition to your regular training, you will have an extra two hours of singing practice.

Singing a song is easy, but how to sing it, how to keep the rhythm, and how to coordinate all require practice.

What's more, you also have to translate the lyrics into English and then practice the rhythm of the English version.

Achieving a perfect presentation is not something that can be accomplished in a day or two.

During this time, Wang Zhiqiang would practice with you, Kruger would be on missions, and Nikoto and Koenig would occasionally run into each other, but they would be interrupted by various trivial matters after only a few words.

The ghost seems to be very busy; you haven't seen him for several days.

It's the end of the year, and there's more to do than ever before, not to mention the celebrations to be held, so everyone is incredibly busy.

Only Keegan seemed detached, quietly carrying out his daily duties as usual.

At first, you were a little nervous when you returned to sniper squad training for the first two days after you came back.

After all, what happened between you and him in Italy has already gone beyond the hierarchy. You're worried that you'll make it too obvious during training and let your teammates notice something.

But no, he treats you no differently than he treats other team members. He rarely contacts you privately, unless it's about training issues.

His sudden distance makes you feel relaxed, but also subtly uneasy.

He seems to have given up and is not prepared to get any closer to you.

But the way he occasionally looks at you and his subconscious attempts to take care of you seem to express his hesitation.

You can't be sure of his intentions, especially when his indifferent eyes look at you, it always makes you want to ask why.

But you can't.

This is like a standoff; whoever takes the initiative first loses control of the situation and falls into the trap set by the other side.

Keegan is very strong and experienced in this area.

He has been using military tactics to win you over.

First, maintain a psychologically safe distance so that the other party cannot see through your intentions.

Further reconnaissance was conducted to identify the enemy's weaknesses.

Then send out a feint attack message to make the other party aware of the danger and feel a sense of urgency.

Finally, feigning retreat and weakness will provoke the other party's desire to take the initiative.

In the end, they fell into his trap and were utterly defeated!

This is something you only realized recently after you sorted out your thoughts and determined your direction.

Previously, you lost your rationality under his influence, and your thinking was also affected by him.

So, is he now at the final stage, starting to feign 'retreat'?